“Mmm…” he breathed, letting a moment pass between her answer and his response. His expression was neutral.
Underneath it, however, the vampire was more alert than he had been moments before. Where he’d been really going? So Anise had been wondering what he’d been doing? That was dangerous, not only because he couldn’t classify the human as totally harmless, but because people thinking on him was no longer always a good thing.
Just because she couldn’t possibly know anything didn’t mean she wasn’t still invading his privacy by accusing him. Not asking, but accusing. Where had that worry of hers gone in so short a time? It seemed his presence alone wasn’t enough to keep her satisfied, and now she was starting to rib him with a remarkably lack of conscience. Her “deal” didn’t sit pleasantly with him, and he let her see some of it in the way he stared at her.
“I can tell you what I know about a variety of things, if that’s what you want. I won’t even lie to you like I'm sure some would. But it sounds like what you really want is to accuse me of something.” He hadn’t lost his agreeable demeanor, not yet, but he did wonder how far she was willing to take her teasing with people. He was starting to feel like he was on trial. And he didn‘t like it. “That night I considered meeting someone,” he started, not giving her a chance to reply. “I changed my mind once I realized there was a monster I’ve met before in the same hall. I decided to do something else rather than bring risk to myself. And then you ran into me.” He crossed his arms on the table. “It’s not a secret. Though,” he purred, leaning forward slightly, “if it was bothering you, you could have asked and… gotten it off your chest.” Would having her own words thrown back at her be enough to pass her test? "Or do you distrust me after all?"
If this kept up, getting her story about the ruins would almost be too much trouble. So much for his sympathetic little fan. It looked like they were both missing the other’s play-acting.
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Underneath it, however, the vampire was more alert than he had been moments before. Where he’d been really going? So Anise had been wondering what he’d been doing? That was dangerous, not only because he couldn’t classify the human as totally harmless, but because people thinking on him was no longer always a good thing.
Just because she couldn’t possibly know anything didn’t mean she wasn’t still invading his privacy by accusing him. Not asking, but accusing. Where had that worry of hers gone in so short a time? It seemed his presence alone wasn’t enough to keep her satisfied, and now she was starting to rib him with a remarkably lack of conscience. Her “deal” didn’t sit pleasantly with him, and he let her see some of it in the way he stared at her.
“I can tell you what I know about a variety of things, if that’s what you want. I won’t even lie to you like I'm sure some would. But it sounds like what you really want is to accuse me of something.” He hadn’t lost his agreeable demeanor, not yet, but he did wonder how far she was willing to take her teasing with people. He was starting to feel like he was on trial. And he didn‘t like it. “That night I considered meeting someone,” he started, not giving her a chance to reply. “I changed my mind once I realized there was a monster I’ve met before in the same hall. I decided to do something else rather than bring risk to myself. And then you ran into me.” He crossed his arms on the table. “It’s not a secret. Though,” he purred, leaning forward slightly, “if it was bothering you, you could have asked and… gotten it off your chest.” Would having her own words thrown back at her be enough to pass her test? "Or do you distrust me after all?"
If this kept up, getting her story about the ruins would almost be too much trouble. So much for his sympathetic little fan. It looked like they were both missing the other’s play-acting.